Chapter 1646 A family of three lies together for the first time

Mo Nanjue's eyes pierced, and Tong Ran hurriedly knelt down and said, "Chenchen, mother said that daddy is sick and can't speak."

Chenchen nodded confusedly, and held Mo Nanjue's hand with his little hand, "Daddy, I want to go pick up grandma too."

Mo Nanjue bent down and picked him up. His tall figure walked downstairs. Chenchen lay on his shoulder and talked to him from time to time, but the man couldn't speak. He just listened quietly. Tong Ran followed him.

You can clearly see the corners of his eyes narrowing slightly.

She couldn't help but feel the pain in her heart. Mo Nanjue came to the restaurant downstairs. He had never soaked milk before, and naturally he didn't know the steps. Tong Ran stood beside him and guided him. Chenchen shook his head and lay on the table. Suddenly,

He suddenly said, "Daddy, when you get old, Chenchen will also make grandma for you to drink."

Mo Nanjue paused for a moment, and his palm was accidentally burned red by the boiling water. He turned the back of his hand over without letting Tong Ran see it.

Although Chenchen was very noisy, he was still young after all. After drinking milk at night, he started to sleep. Mo Nanjue hugged him and lay on the bed. Tong Ran got up and turned off the light, and the room suddenly became dark.

"Daddy."

After hearing this, Mo Nanjue leaned over and hugged him. He reached out and took off his mask and jazz hat. Chenchen's little hand stretched out and touched his chin, "Daddy, are you not wearing your hat?"

Tong Ran lay on the side and pulled up the quilt for them, "Daddy doesn't wear it when sleeping."

"Oh," Mo Yaochen nodded, his whole little body huddled in Mo Nanjue's arms, and suddenly raised his head and bit his chin, "Daddy, this is your punishment for getting sick, don't get sick in the future.

"

There was a slight lump in Mo Nanjue's throat. He put his palm against his son's head and pulled him into his chest. Chenchen leaned over intimately and rubbed his head against his chest. His movements were very much like a child's.

The guy grinned, "Then Chenchen is sleeping. Daddy, you are not allowed to sneak away in the middle of the night."

Mo Nanjue pursed his lips and nodded. After Mo Yaochen received the assurance, he closed his eyes with peace of mind. One small hand was still holding his collar tightly. He stretched out his other hand to grab Tong Ran's hand and pulled them both.

Go to your side and say, "Good night, Daddy, good night, Mom, I love you."

Mo Nanjue lowered his head, pressed his thin lips on Chen Chen's forehead, and gently kissed him. He put his hands around Tong Ran's waist, and Chen Chen's small body lay in the middle. This was the first time for their family of three.

Lying together, the man holds them with one hand, completely protecting and doting. This is the position he should have, but he has been missing for four years, and it is not easy to make up for it.

Besides...

Mo Nanjue closed his eyes, hiding the layers of sadness in his eyes.

Tong Ran raised her hands to her eyes, and she turned away quietly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Tong Ran didn't remember how she fell asleep. She felt a slight bounce on the big bed, as if someone stood up. She suddenly opened her eyes. She had been sleeping very lightly in the past four years, a little bit.

She would wake up at the slightest sign of trouble. He was not around, and all her sense of security had been lost.

Tong Ran sat up and found that the quilt kicked off by Chen Chen had been covered. She stood up gently and hurried to the balcony outside the bedroom.

Mo Nanjue held his hands on the window sill, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, but he did not light it. He lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tong Ran felt relieved, and then she slowed down and walked over. She came behind him, stretched out her hands and hugged his waist, "Mo Nanjue."
Chapter completed!